Catwoman hadn't dated except for Batman. She had no experience to draw upon, so she decided to just be Selina for the evening. The question of telling him or not would be resolved tonight.
She had the feeling that Andre was basically a one-night stand type of guy. But they hadn't fooled around, she wondered what the night might bring.
"You look so dashing," she said then bent in to give him a soft kiss. "I made you Chicken Marsala, it's my favorite chicken dish. I hope you like Italian?"
Pointing to the counter she asked, "will you open the wine? the opener is in the drawer under where the wine is sitting."
She had this smile that wouldn't go away. But she couldn't help it. There was something about Andre. She liked that he didn't expect everything from her, she could just be herself and she'd never been completely her around anyone.
"Want a taste?" She held the spoon with the sauce in it.